[Week 17, Day 2]

[mightstealyrcar]

Who: Elfangor, Marco, and Matt
Status: Closed
Style: Prose
Where: Outside Yomisato
When: Week 17, day 2, afternoon
Rating: At least PG-13, I assume
Summary: Matt gets some overdue morphing lessons.

Comments

[guerrilla_morph]

When this little lesson was arranged, it of course had to be during the winter and when bandits going around is at a all time high. Became even less safe for Marco to go on foot when outside of the Hisato's walls, never mind the increasing discrimination he has been facing every day ever since that week of hell. In the end, it becomes a matter of safety. The natives are looking for people with lack of forehead markings, not birds that may or may not belong here.

So as Marco flies on, beating against the winter air with little to no thermals to ride on. Which tells Marco that maybe acquiring a bird morph as a practice morph today might not be the best one to try out.

With his superior eyesight, he spots Matt and Elfangor, looking just as equally miserable as Marco is right now. He folds his wings and dives, zooming past them slightly to get on top of a particularly large rook. He flares and with a slight scramble with his talons, lands relatively safely.

Rearranging his wings, he turns around to see them face to face.

< Hi guys. Long time, no see. >